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The man himself did not cry out but the girl, bound near him, screamed. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #59)

I stood in the small craft, shielded by rushes and sedge. My feet were spread; my heels were aligned with the target; my feet and body stood at right angles to the target line; my head was sharply turned to my left; I drew the sheaf arrow to its pile, until the three half-feathers of the Vosk gull lay at my jawbone; I took breath and then held it, sighting over the pile; there must be no movement; then I released the string. The shaft, at the distance, passed completely through his body, flashing beyond him and vanishing among the rushes and sedges in the distance. The man himself did not cry out but the girl, bound near him, screamed. There was a splash in the water. The slaves standing in the punt, the two with their poles, the other two with their glaves, cried out in fear. I heard a thrashing in the water on the other side of the barge, the hoarse grunting of a suddenly emerged marsh tharlarion. - (Raiders of Gor)